Black Bird


The air is still
The air is silent
I alone
Stand upon this stone

 

A cry fills the air
A single wail
That pierces both
Soul and bone

I look to the sky
And see a black bird
Above my head
Wings still and motionless

Black eyes
Black beak
Long feathers
A ghostly voice

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